Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 64

Anastasia did not realize how she reached home. When sitting on the couch, all she could feel was her cold, numb limbs.

Snowball meowed and came over to nest on Anastasia’s lap as if it was trying to help her warm up her stiff body.

Gazing at Snowball in her embrace, Anastasia chuckled. “I still have you with me Snowball”

As she spoke. Anastasia got all choked up. “I only have you now”

She had lost everything. All she had left was Snowball to accompany her.

Snowball was most likely the only emotional support that kept her going

After turning on the heater. Anastasia nestled by the ceiling-to-floor window and read her diary entry of the past.

Whenever Anastasia was shaken up, forgetting the past temporarily would become her go-to choice. That was her protection mechanism kicking off

However, the diary re-awakened Anastasia’s memories and ignited her sorrow.

“Anastasia, what kind of house do you like?”

Jace had once asked Anastasia what type of house she adored.

“A stand-alone, quiet one with front and back yards. Also, it’s better if it comes with ceiling-to-floor windows, a wall-mounted stove, bloomed flowers in the courtyard, and a cat. Our home should consist of you, me, and our kitty.”

Anastasia could barely remember what state of mind she was in when she wrote that sentence.

That was all six years ago.

many things were

Snowball had a sharper sense of hearing than Anastasia. It darted over the instant she heard movements at the

Alastor came back.

he came home, he was always tired

Snowball pounced at him, Alastor did not respond.

past, he would always pick Snowball up and gently comfort its head, even if

he even found putting on

The first thing Alastor

rubbed her eyebrows. “Are you planning to open a harem now? You’re even sticking your nose into

Sienna showed me your diary and exposed the indecent acts between you and Xavier, you’re getting back at

deep breath, her gaze landed

turned out that Alastor had

so many years. You ought to be grateful

wave of suffocation looming,

to be grateful to that witch I’m already grateful enough not to claim their lives,”

only that, but I’m even

already see the labels

to sabotage her and throw her behind bars. How could you be so

truth be told, he would never expect Anastasia to

all, that woman was her stepmother, Meredith, who had lived with her under one roof for ages.

person be so savage?” he muttered

smart guy. Alastor At least you could tell right from wrong” Anastasia smiled bitterly at that.

person, no matter what the other party did, it would be regarded as atrocious

station, and I don’t dictate the law. If Meredith did nothing wrong, the police will release her.” Anastasia curled up in a ball and tightened